glittery pants, dancing and romance

Its six weeks until the regional finals. If we win this, then we'll go straight to the top, right up with the big shots, like diversity. And while I don't know about the others in my dance group, I am going to give my all to make sure that happens. I've bought the uniforms, I've edited the music, and all of us in the group rehearse at least 4 times a week. I've got our tickets to London sorted, along with our accommodation, and source of travel to take us there and back. So with six weeks till the finals, im already ahead and more organised than most of the other dance groups in the final. The trophy’s practically in my grasp, I just hope to God that nothing goes wrong now, actually no, wait, my plans foolproof, nothing could possibly go wrong now....

At least that's what Amalie thinks, right up until the week before the finals, when a certain boy comes into her life and turns her world upside down...